The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation – Chapter 106

Chapter 106

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“I don’t care what they think. I never wanted to be the damn King in the first place. I’ve been trying to hand this role to anyone willing to take it,” he replied, pulling me into an embrace.

His affection made me blush slightly, aware of the Alpha’s discomfort at our public display.

“I don’t want you to seem like a tyrant, Aldric. People are afraid of you, which is why they often don’t ask for your help,” I said, though my intention wasn’t to defend these fools but to improve the image of my King.

“We’ll come. Thank you for the invitation,” I said aloud.

The Alpha nodded enthusiastically.

I could feel his curious glances, though he tried to hide them in Aldric’s presence. He was probably wondering how the coveted, single King ended up with the plainest girl from the harem.

I picked out one of my most beautiful dresses—a burgundy and sky-blue gown with off-the-shoulder puffed sleeves, a cinched waist, and a corset that accentuated my chest. If I was going to stand out because of my face, I might as well do it with style. After all, no one here would remember what the scorned little orphan had once looked like.

“That dress was from my private collection—meant for my eyes only,” Aldric said, turning to devour me with his gaze as I entered the room.

He was dressed in black as usual, simple yet slightly more elegant than his typical attire. At least I’d managed to sneak a few decent pieces into his wardrobe beyond his usual combat basics.

“Don’t be silly. The first thing people notice is my face, and they’re probably wondering what you’re doing with me,” I teased, walking toward him as he came to meet me.

He opened his arms and pulled me close to his body.

“If anyone stares at you for more than two seconds, I’ll rip their eyes out. And don’t even think about criticizing yourself. These people already annoy me enough. Between them and that horny jackal, I’ve had it.”

He leaned down to whisper in my ear, “Let’s get this over with. I want to come back and tear that sexy dress off you—with my teeth.”

I couldn’t help but smile slightly at his attempt to cheer me up.

We stepped outside, where Celine and the jackal—oops, I meant Quinn—were waiting.

A low, warning growl rumbled in Aldric’s chest as we passed the Guardian, who suddenly became very interested in swatting away an imaginary fly buzzing around his head.

Amused by their childish antics, I walked arm in arm with my Lycan along the cobblestone streets. Curious eyes peeked at us from behind windows as we made our way to the Alpha’s house.

“I think I passed through this pack a few years ago, just briefly. It looked better then,” Celine commented from behind us.

“The Alpha told me they merged with a larger allied pack. Apparently, the fusion didn’t go well,” Aldric replied, making me tense.

I had a feeling I knew which pack he was referring to, and as if the universe wanted to mock me, a group was waiting for us outside the Alpha’s house—people we hadn’t seen when we first arrived.

Among them, a woman stood with her back to us, but I recognized her instantly, even if a thousand years had passed.

I tried to slow my steps, resisting this bitter moment, but it was unavoidable.

We reached them, and the older woman turned, fixing me with a cold, piercing stare.

It was none other than my ex-mother-in-law—Dorian’s mother.